My Third Cycle

7. Reunion

"Oh Romeo!!! My sweet Romeo, how art thou?" A woman's voice said over the phone.

My heart began to race when I heard her voice over the phone. A part of me wanted to be angry at what I considered her betrayal and the other part was just happy to hear from her.

I kept quiet for a while, conflicted, trying to decide whether to be angry or show my delight. She kept quiet too as if waiting for me to decide.

"I'm sorry, Romeo." I heard her say.

There was a whole spectrum of emotions I needed to sort through, but I didn't know how. Couldn't find words to express how I felt, no, words wouldn't do. And with three simple words she had softened any resolve I had been trying to build, and I burst into tears.

"It's okay." she said and then I heard her sobbing too

After we had gotten it out of our system, she told me she'd missed me.

" Me too, Juliet"

"There you go." she said, still sniffling.

"Where are you?"

"In Lagos. I just got back from Paris last week"

"You have been there all this time?"

"Yes and no. Aren't you going to ask how I got your number?" she asked.

"I didn't want to give you the satisfaction," I replied, "And I know how resourceful you can be. I'm pretty sure you know where I live too."

"Of course I do."

" How quick can you be here?"

"Err... 20minutes. That should give you enough time to get rid of the whore you picked up last night."

"Ha! Stalker!" I smiled, picked up the landline and began to walk to the kitchen. " It's not good for your health, or mine" I was beginning to feel more alive than I had felt in a long time.

" Well I'm good for your health, unlike what you pick up from the Streets these days"

"You don't say... Do I detect a tone of jealousy?"

"I don't do petty" She said and ended the call.

The whole exchange made me smile. I went back into the bedroom to get the lady out before the allotted 20 minutes. Exactly 20 minutes later, the bell rang as I was escorting the woman out of the house. She had purposely wasted time, insisting she needed a shower before she leaves, and I had let her.

When I opened the door, the only true friend I had in the world stood right in front of me.

"It's been five years." She said.

"And you still look a decade younger. How do you do it?" I replied.

She smiled and let herself go as she jumped into my arms, I held her up and spun around in circles until we both felt a bit dizzy.

"Ahem!" Bolu interrupted the sweet reunion, looking a little irritated. "I'm leaving now."

"Okay, Bolu."

"It's Titi!"

"Whatever."

"Oshi!" She hissed and walked out, slamming the door hard
behind her.

I turned to look at Uche again.

"She's pretty," Uche said "I see your taste in beauty hasn't depreciated."